Song Huaitao, a native of Yucheng, Shandong, likes reading and writing poems.
Original text:
50 years old, still riding a horse and whistling.
When I finish my duties, I will be a Taogong under the Nanshan fence.
Translation:
He is 50 years old in the world, and he is still riding a horse outside, facing the wind. After I finish my work, I want to pick chrysanthemums and see Weng Tao in Nanshan leisurely.
Appreciation of works:
The poem describes a 70-year-old man who longs for sleep and misses the past in the long night. They expect their lives to be meaningful, but they find that even if they live for a hundred years, they can't change the passage of time.
The last sentence in the poem, "There are already 50 people in the world. If you have wine today, you will get drunk tomorrow", which means that only at this moment can we enjoy wine and enjoy all the beauty of life. At this moment, the elderly should seize the opportunity, enjoy the beauty of life, and make life full and meaningful no matter what circumstances they are in.
Poetry of the same kind:
"Short Songs" in Tang Dynasty. Nie Zhongyi
In August, the wood is thin and ten leaves and three branches fall.
Life is over 50, and it is already the same.
Looking out from Dongguomen, the thin trees are uneven.
At dusk, the original grass has left the cloak.
There are good pavilions in the south and good songs in the north.
The brilliance suddenly faded, and it was sad to look around.
Life and death, honor and disgrace, four constant periods.
The ancients were ashamed of their name, and no one in the world knew it.
Wordless temples are like frost, and other things are like silk.
If a person is not kind when he is old, he will eat suckling.